28 Greatest Quotes About Trees
Going into the woods, is going home.
The clearest way into the Universe is through a forest wilderness.
If You Feel Like You Are Losing Everything, Remember That Trees Lose Their Leaves Every Year, And They Still Stand Tall And Wait For Better Days To Come.
The difficulty with this conversation is that it's very different from most of the ones I've had of late. Which, as I explained, have mostly been with trees.
Trees are poems that the earth writes upon the sky.
You know me, I think there ought to be a big old tree right there. And let's give him a friend. Everybody needs a friend.
In a forest of a hundred thousand trees, no two leaves are alike. And no two journeys along the same path are alike.
Trees there were, old as trees can be, huge and grasping with hearts black as sin. Strange trees that some said walked in the night.
If lightning is the anger of the gods, then the gods are concerned mostly about trees.
Tree planting is always a utopian enterprise, it seems to me, a wager on a future the planter doesn't necessarily expect to witness.
When we plant trees, we plant the seeds of peace and seeds of hope.
It's the little things citizens do. That's what will make the difference. My little thing is planting trees.
To dwellers in a wood, almost every species of tree has its voice as well as its feature.
If a tree falls in the forest and nobody is there to hear it, doesn't it just lie there and rot?
Why are there trees I never walk under but large and melodious thoughts descend upon me?
My people are few. They resemble the scattering trees of a storm-swept plain.
A person should not be too honest. Straight trees are cut first and honest people are screwed first.
Come to the woods, for here is rest. There is no repose like that of the green deep woods.
He that planteth a tree is a servant of God, he provideth a kindness for many generations, and faces that he hath not seen shall bless him.
Henry Van Dyke
The trees in Siberia are miles apart, that is why the dogs are so fast.
But I was also doing odd jobs around Portland, like spreading gravel and transplanting bamboo trees.
Trees are our closest relatives. What trees exhale, we inhale; what we exhale, they inhale. They are half our respiratory system.
Trees, though they are cut and loped, grow up again quickly, but if men are destroyed, it is not easy to get them again.
For captive gorillas, trees should be available to climb and material such as straw, branches, or bamboo supplied for nest building.